shogun executioner

"Tick, Tick, Tick... Dead." The sound of death by just waiting for it to come... Sad, it seems. Neal Kirkstoic, a Doctor who cures the sick using death. His motives aren't intentional but that what it ended up as his job with a history known for being an executioner and the right-arm of the Secret Service. "Is it really worth dying for my success? Am I a bad person? My medicine is nothing to be proud of from a man who only knows how to create death-inducing medicine for execution. But working behind the lines, I can do that." May death be my punishment... For Vol. 3 onwards. Same world new death... Let's see how the new kid will do in this continuation of the family. A new threat comes to the new kid and it seems to be a familiar face... "I may not be the 'Neal Kirkstoic', but let's see what if I can do to be his successor."

Qin Hao, a young man who had been battling a terminal illness, found himself in the most unexpected of circumstances when he awakened a mysterious system. This system granted him an extraordinary gift – the ability to alter his appearance and disguise himself as anyone he chose. With this newfound power, he became more than a mere mortal; he became a shapeshifter, capable of transforming into any individual he desired. Driven by the injustice he had witnessed throughout his life, Qin Hao assumed a role he never dreamt of – he appointed himself judge, jury, and executioner. No longer confined by his physical limitations, he set out on a quest to deliver justice to the wicked souls that had managed to elude the law. His mission was clear – he would harvest the life and soul of those who had spread evil and chaos, ensuring they faced their well-deserved fate. With each wicked individual he encountered, Qin Hao's sense of purpose deepened. Yet, his actions came at a cost. Each collected soul that he absorbed into himself not only granted him renewed strength but also connected him to the darkness he sought to eradicate. He could feel the sinister weight of their sins and the torment of their past deeds seeping into his very being. Despite the heavy burden he carried, Qin Hao remained resolute, for he knew that the collected souls provided him with something invaluable – the chance to revive his failing body functions. The terminal illness that had once threatened to take him away from this world now faced an opponent as relentless as fate itself. As the wicked on the loose learned of their impending judgment, an eerie and palpable tension settled over the city. They whispered fearful tales of the shapeshifter, a vengeful force determined to cleanse their world of darkness. Each night, the air was thick with uncertainty, and the once-dreaded shadows now bore a haunting presence, as if they were sentient witnesses to the shapeshifter's relentless pursuit. One by one, the wicked would meet a strange death, their fates sealed by a force beyond comprehension. It was a chilling reminder that even in the face of adversity and impending mortality, justice could find its way through the most enigmatic of avenues. Qin Hao's transformation from a mere mortal to an enigmatic figure, guided by his unyielding sense of justice, was a tale that intrigued and bewildered the masses. And so, the legend of the shapeshifter began to spread, a tale of hope for the oppressed and a warning for the malevolent.

A thousand years ago, an entire clan was erased in the Northern Doomsday Blast. Everyone believed they were extinct. They were wrong. Now, the Hell Hunting System has reopened. Four great clans, driven by greed, send their finest hunters to compete for the title of Official Blood Hunter. But the System cares nothing for honor. The weak become prey. The strong only live longer to kill more. From frozen snow and rotting corpses, one survivor crawled back. Zhen — the cursed son of the North. He never studied tactics in the prestigious Oliga Academy. He knows no etiquette of official hunts. He only knows one rule: hunt or be hunted. The Hell Hunting System chose him early. Not as a reward — but as a weapon of slaughter. Because to Zhen, there is no mercy. Only survival. Only the hunt.

[ WSA 2025 ENTRY.] In the shadows, a legend was born. A soul reincarnated, driven by darkness and purpose. Known only as "The Executioner," he was a vessel for death, devoid of heart or mercy. His missions left trails of blood and fear, his name whispered in terror. But who controlled this puppet of death? Bryce, the mastermind, had sent him to an elite academy for refinement, to sharpen the blade that would cut down the innocent. What secrets lay hidden behind Bryce's calculated gaze? And what lay in store for The Executioner, as he walked the thin line between training and his next kill? The reborn as an Executioner had begun, and death would follow.

Once upon a time, In the Kingdom of Draxia, there lived a boy named Rikkard. His life was one of ease and peace. He never had to worry about anything or anyone. The life he lived was one where he was in complete control. Until something happened to uproot that calm life. Now the boy must travel the kingdom in order to find answers to questions that were hidden from him all his life. All the while, something follows him. Something familiar. Something... dark. I upload on every other day. If you want more chapters: 10 ps = chapter the following day 20 ps = double upload the following day *Art is from Shinoa_ghoul on Pinterest.com

Un chico con una vida llena de lamentos un buen día decide acabar con su vida, se lanza de un puente y comete un acto de suicidio acabando con su terrible vida, su visión se torno negra cuando de pronto abrió los ojos en un lugar que nunca espero, estaba nuevamente en su cama completamente ileso, este suceso lo lleno de muchas preguntas que simplemente no se respondían, sin embargo un suceso llamo poderosamente su atención. -------------------------------------- La portada no es mía

Mari Yoshino (36 Years old) died because of her crazy neighbor. Before she died, She joined some weird cult on the internet. The choice led her to an unexpected experience in another world. With her experience as a doctor alongside her childish side, what kinda future await?

Betrayed. Executed. Reborn with a system that judges the wicked. Lucien Graves was a rising star of the Radiant Lotus Temple—until he was framed for stealing forbidden techniques and sentenced to death by those he once called family. Beheaded beneath the Sky Pillar Rift, his soul should’ve been erased. Instead, he was chosen. "Lucien Graves. You were condemned unjustly. Now, you shall become the executioner of the heavens." Returned to life seven days before his death, Lucien awakens the Heavenly Executioner System—a divine relic that lets him see karma, pass judgment, and execute the corrupt in exchange for power. Every sinner he slays fuels his cultivation. Every traitor he exposes brings him closer to the truth. But the deeper he digs, the more he learns: the real enemy isn't just the sect... it's the entire Heavenly Order. In a world where might makes right, Lucien doesn’t seek mercy. He seeks verdicts. And he’s come back to deliver them all.

The well behaved student, Ricky Matyag, seek to improve the behavior of his class by physical violence.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!